A semi-companion piece to Mama’s Hands, this shot was taken a long time before the other but it was yet another victim of the “80,000+ Combined Shots Syndrome”: so many folders, so many days, so many interruptions, so many etc. LOL! I haven’t a clue if there are tons of better shots saved in over 500GB of storage between three computers, scores of DVD’s and CD’s, flash drives, xD cards, SD cards, BFD cards… (sigh)
Oh well, when I die, someone is going to have to do a LOT of deleting and/or reformatting to be able to store much more than a 12kb smilie anywhere!
By the way, Papa has become very comfortable with many of the rest of my co-workers. He comes to their calls, waits for them to get MY peanuts (since they don’t think to get any), and generally asks as tho everyone is his friend now. LOL! The strange part is that almost all of the rest of Weedy Field is branching out as well: Jill allows herself to be seen by others; JJ’s kids come out and beg everyone for peanuts; and best of all, the Crows Family is learning how to trust people enough to get their peanuts before the jays snatch them all away. That’s BIG because they are still feeding their HUMONGOUS “baby” who’s too…uh, chicken to do much more than holler for dad & mom when he see’s us outside. If you ever want to see a disgusted look on a bird, check out a crow who’s trying to open a peanut (while standing over two others) to feed a kid as big as he is while fearless blue jays snatch everything in sight before he can even get a TASTE of one! Crows can actually frown somehow, like furrowing their feathers or something.
Anyway, I’ve vowed to start mining my archives… next year. ;-)
Nikon D80 data~~
70-300 mm telephoto (handheld)